After dinner,
Ji Xuanya then returned to the Imperial Palace.
It was said to be a drinking session, yet it really was just drinking.
Ji Xuanya's tolerance for alcohol wasn't shallow; she chugged three pounds of beer before a hint of rosiness emerged on her fair cheeks.
Afterward, she asked Lin Yuan to escort her back, and the two leisurely strolled home.
After all, the sovereign of a nation, although she had legitimately expressed her fondness for Lin Yuan, couldn't possibly expect things to progress on the very same day; that clearly wasn't likely.
Her attitude toward Lin Yuan hadn't changed much from before, only becoming a bit more affectionate.
There was no throwing herself at him or any so-called solicitation.
The way they interacted was as if they had transitioned from friends to a couple who had just started their relationship.
This kind of natural progression...
Lin Yuan didn't resist it; in fact, he quite liked this close way of interacting.
